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Nebula ([info]abluemeanie) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-07-17 03:00:00

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Entry tags:nebula (mcu), tony stark (mcu)

WHO: Nebula and Tony
WHAT: The injured needs a little bit of seeing to
WHERE: Tony's place
WHEN: The day after the full moon


She woke that morning feeling better than she had in what felt like years, though she knew it had only been a matter of days in the grand scheme of things. The initial fears of losing her memories when the illness had first set in had been taken care of by Tony with his help and a diagnostic run she had been able to maintain those parts of her systems. Now she needed his help once more.

Not because she was worried for the software that helped to keep her systems in order, but rather then hole in her shoulder, torn into her thanks to her run in with the werewolf the night before. She had taken stock of the injury, and done what she could to limit the damage done, which mostly included fitting her arm into a sling so she did not move it and pull it apart more than it was already. Her primary concerns the night before had been for her sister and Quill.

Today was a new day though and she needed to maintain herself as well if she was going to be able to continue keeping those she cared for safe. So she made her way to Tony's in search of his help once more.

"Is it something you can fix?" She asked, not because she doubted Tony, but rather making conversation - it had been one thing to sit quietly with him in those first days when they did not truly know one another. But they had known each other for years now, and Nebula liked Tony, and his company. And that meant she would make conversation with him while trusting his abilities to help her with her various parts.


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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-18 01:05 am UTC (link)
That everyone was feeling better -- restored to the way that they'd been was a giant lift off of Tony's shoulders (even if he hated that he couldn't figure out the rhyme or reason behind it). He could breathe easier knowing that Gwen and Peter felt better, and that Steve (who he loved dearly, but was still slightly upset with) was back to being able to breathe without wheezing.

That didn't mean he felt great though. He was tired. And he was upset with last night's outcome more than he could probably put into words. He hadn't wanted to do what he'd done, but there'd been no other choice.

And in making that choice, he'd apparently stopped paying any mind to anything else, because if he had been, he wouldn't have let Nebula walk away in such disrepair.

"You know I can," he said, feet planted firm on the floor while he was leaning over and getting a better look at the damage -- goggles already on because there'd be some sparking eventually. "Does it hurt?" He asked, always curious. He supposed it had to. Thanos wouldn't have given her something he couldn't have also turned against her.

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-18 06:57 am UTC (link)
"I do," She agreed - she wouldn't have come to him if she didn't think that he could help to fix her. In truth she likely could fix herself if she had enough time - but it would take her longer and it would be far more uncomfortable. And she trusted Tony. She knew what he was capable of, and he'd helped in the past.

As for the pain - well she might be made of more metal and wiring than most but she did still feel. And this did hurt. "Not as much as it could." She said after a moment, it was not an unbearable amount of pain - say what you would about Thanos, but he had taught her how to bear pain better than almost any other in the galaxy. So this was but a small thing in the grand scheme of the pains she had experienced in her life.

"How is it?" She asked after a quiet moment, "The wolf?" It was still a strange idea, the idea of a man turned animal like that, there were of course stories of transformations across the galaxy, but she had never seen anything quite like what they had experienced the night before. And now that she had, she thought that the once was likely enough for her.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-18 06:40 pm UTC (link)
That was the problem with most of them, Tony figured. The longer they lived, the more they saw, experienced, suffered. It wasn't always bad, but with lives like theirs, pain wasn't exactly a novel concept. Tony nodded in understanding and went back to work, spot soldering with a little self made tool -- just a little thing really, but it got the job done.

"Remus," Tony corrected, not unkindly. "That's his name. He's practically a kid, you know? Only a few years older than Peter or Gwen. But you'd never realize it talking to him. He's got a weight to him." The kind Nebula would understand, no doubt. It came with growing up well before you were supposed to because there was simply no other option.

"I'm going to see him next. I figured I'd give it a little time."

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-19 07:22 am UTC (link)
"Remus," She repeated, nodding as he told her the name of the boy who had become the wolf. It was strange, to think that the wolf who had been so fierce the night before could be someone so young. Still when Tony explained that Remus carried a weight with him - well that was something she understood.

Especially now at this point in her life. Years before she might not have been able to empathize with something like that, to understand the connection between his carried pain and her own. But she'd had many years to learn about relating to others and forming bonds.

"He will be hurting today." She said after a moment, because they all were in some ways - small hurts for some, larger for others. But Remus most of all she imagined. She had seen the way the wolf tore at his confines the night before, and the damage that had been done to him before he had been captured. But also the weight of what had happened would weigh on him as well.

She considered that for a moment, what should she do about that kind of pain. "I should show him my repaired shoulder." She decided, because it would help him she thought. To know that he had not truly harmed her beyond repair.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-19 10:00 pm UTC (link)
That kind of empathy and understanding took a definitely learning curve, Tony knew. He’d gone through it too — well. Maybe not as drastically as someone like Gamora, but there’d been a time when Tony wouldn’t have cared very much. And now it seemed like he cared impossibly much about everything. A lot had changed in ten years.

“He will,” Tony agreed, unhappy about it, certainly. But it was the truth and Nebula had never needed anything sugar coated. “The damage is probably the last thing on his mind.” Of everyone in the town, Remus Lupin would probably be the one to go out of his way and thank Quill for being quick to do what was necessary.

Tony glanced up at Nebula, pulling his goggles down to look at her properly. “Yeah?” He asked, not really questioning so much as leading the conversation. “I think he might appreciate that. Speaking of, you’re about done. Lift your arm for me — Want a new color for the top patch work?”

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-19 10:58 pm UTC (link)
She had changed a lot in the years since Thanos' death, and even since his second end - knowing Tony had been a big part of that for her, as well as the other Avengers and Rocket, the two of them becoming close in the time they spent traveling together. She learned what it was to worry for others - even now she didn't quite worry for her sister, she knew Gamora could take care of herself, but the others? The ones like Tony. They were weaker, they needed more help and protection and so she would always put herself between them and harm whenever she could.

Like the night before. "Will it happen again? The way it did last night?" She wondered, not eager for a repeat performance of any of it, not for herself or for Remus. There had to be a better way for it all to be taken care of without damage to her limbs or her systems, or to Remus.

She nodded, "Yes, it would help him - to see that what he did was easily repaired." The pain of it was inconsequential in her mind, that was simply a part of living. She lifted her arm up at his request. "Yes, a new color would be good." She agreed, always eager to add to her form, to replace the things that had been given to her by force with something that she had asked for instead.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-19 11:43 pm UTC (link)
Tony wouldn't consider himself weaker by any measure -- at least not when he put his mind to it. But Nebula would think what she would think and maybe she had a point if he ended up dead in the future. Maybe.

It didn't really matter. He held his own, and he was happy to fix things as they came up whenever it was at all possible.

He swiveled in his chair to root around for something on one of his desks -- his set up in this new place was far from the refined space that he'd once had, but it was coming along pretty nicely, he thought. "I hope not," he admitted. "Usually he's got a handle on it -- him and his people. But I think we need to plan ahead properly now for any more instances where the doors might be closed off at the most inopportune times. Something better, where less harm is caused."

He lifted some thin metal, tracing over a Friday projected shape in order to hand cut it. It was a shame, not having his normal printing methods. "Red?" He asked, because Tony always liked red, that was a fact.

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-20 03:21 am UTC (link)
Weaker did not mean incapable as far as Nebula was concerned, but softer - more breakable, in ways that she was not. She knew her own limitations and they went far beyond what she had seen most Terran's capable of, if her circuitry had not been damaged the night before she would have been fine to walk away from the tumble with the wolf without a second thought to it, a readjustment of her alignment would take care of it.

But Tony - he could not survive quite as much as she could. Though perhaps she would have died just as he had with the gauntlet. It was hard to know, none of them would ever have the chance to try it, and she couldn't help but look at him with that knowledge now - he was not dead, had not gotten to that point, but she knew.

He was alive though, fixing her up quickly and efficiently, the same as he had in those first days. And that was what truly mattered.

"Yes, it cannot happen the way it did last night again." She had not been fully functioning and even she had known the night had not gone well. Regardless of what had happened to her shoulder. "If we were all at our full strength the w- Remus would not have survived the night." And that was not an optimal outcome. He was a member of their community the same as she was and the loss of him was not something that should be planned on no matter what hardships it might cause to keep him there with them.

The color red would be new for her and she nodded, "Yes, I would like red." Adding to the patchwork of her parts, and this was a piece given to her directly from Tony, rather than those that had been scavenged from bits of armor after the final battle.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-20 08:07 pm UTC (link)
"If we'd have all been at full strength," Tony countered thoughtfully even as he bent over his desk, cutting and shaping the metal as was necessary, the sounds of tools doing their proper jobs in his workshop was maybe his best and most favorite of ambient noises. It meant things were going as right as they possibly could be. "Maybe we wouldn't have needed to worry about it so much. Maybe someone -- you, your sister, Carol, whoever, could have incapacitated him more easily without needing to do any kind of lasting damage." The point was that there was really no way of knowing.

He shrugged, uncertain. "We'll need to come up with a better plan. I don't -- I didn't like what I had to do."

Red it was. Tony'd scavenged metallic paints somewhere or other and pulled out a little spray gun while he waited for the metal to cool. "I appreciate it. You being there. You didn't have to be."

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-21 03:45 am UTC (link)
"It doesn't seem right," She said as he suggested that if they'd been at full strength they could have incapacitated him more easily. "If it was as simple as that why not tranquilize him?" She suggested - that didn't seem like a viable answer - or even one that was entirely fair. She had seen the way the wolf ran, and in the end the way his friends had gathered around him. Simply incapacitating him felt cruel.

She felt certain that any one of them who could actually handle what Remus became would harm him far more than they'd help. And that was not something she wanted for him, she really would need to meet him. To know for certain of course.

"This is my-" She had started to say family but stopped, the whole of the town did not fall into that category, but many of those who did had been there that night. "Help was needed." She said instead, and even though she had not been at her full strength she had known enough that she needed to be there - for Tony and the others that were hers in some way.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-22 03:16 am UTC (link)
"Remus might prefer that. I'm not so sure though. They've only dealt with magic communities so far, and not so much scientific ones. I can't guess at a dosage in terms of a tranq. Too little wouldn't work and too much would be dangerous." Not to mention Tony would prefer Remus was able to deal with it in his usual way -- but they did need a better plan for next time. They'd have to sit down soon and figure it out. But not right now. Not the day after when things would still be raw and less logical than they should be.

Tony glanced up at Nebula when she paused, expression understanding when he pulled his goggles up. "I know," he said. "I get it." Because no, not everyone here was family, but some most definitely were. Maybe not all the same family as what they'd had before, but that didn't make it less important. Found family was what the Avengers were best at.

It wasn't exactly on topic, but Tony was curious and couldn't stop himself from asking, even if his attention was turned toward an even coat of painting against the metal. "In your own time. Did you meet her? Morgan?"

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-22 09:09 pm UTC (link)
She nodded, it was a difficult position to be in - not just for Remus but for the rest of them who would want to help, or protect themselves at the very least. "We'll be better prepared next time." She said finally, because there were so many questions she imagined that she and Tony could go around forever, but if it was based on the moon then they had time before the next one to come up with a better option that did not end with more damage done than was necessary. And Remus would be necessary for any true answer, and he needed time to recover too.

Tony did understand, he had from the beginning and it was one reason that Nebula had laid a kind of claim on him. He saw her in a way that no one else had, not as an immediate threat or someone to be pitied he showed her a world that she hadn't truly thought would have room for her.

She had gone quiet thinking of those early days when she and Tony hadn't truly known one another, but he'd treated her like one of his own from the beginning. And now here he was again after she had lost him and she couldn't let that happen again. And then he asked about them. His family, his daughter specifically. "Yes." She had known the girl. "I spent time with your family many times in the years after." Well after everything, after they had lost, after Thanos had been killed and they realized there would be no second chance, after Morgan had been born. "When we were back on earth I made time."

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-25 12:09 am UTC (link)
The thing of it was this -- Tony was sure that there was room for most everyone so long as they weren't a completely irredeemable dick. Nebula hadn't been that -- she'd been terse, sure. She still was. But there'd been a lot going on at the time, a lot of bad and she'd shown remorse and sadness and they'd both needed someone. Even if it was just to die in the depths of space with.

Well, they hadn't died but Tony'd never made it that far in his own time.

But Nebula had, and Tony was glad of it. And glad to know that they'd kept up whatever had been starting between them even in the future. "Good," he said almost absently, finishing up his painting and then setting a timer for several minutes out to let it dry. "I'll bet she loves you. Do me a favor, huh? If we ever get back to where we're supposed to be, keep an eye on her for me." Nebula's firm caring and compassionate nature without the bells and whistles of theatrics was something he thought everyone probably needed in their life.

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-25 03:24 am UTC (link)
Tony had been a gift back then, before she knew what it was to have a place to belong, when she felt like she'd lost everything. Not just Gamora, but also Thanos, without him it had felt a little like she had no purpose - for so long she'd worked for him, and then she had devoted herself to his death and with him dead she could have so easily lost herself in this new world that he had left behind before he'd been ended by the Avenger Thor.

"She is my family." Nebula said simply, Morgan Stark had been tiny and different and new and she hadn't fully known what to do with the small bundle when she had met her for the first time, but watching her grow, coming back and seeing her a little bit bigger each time she visited had been a wonder. Nebula could say with absolute certainty that she loved the girl. "Of course I will protect her, to the very end." She promised, though it was not something that needed to be said - Tony Stark's family had allowed her the space to learn how to fit into something like that again. She would do the same for any of them.

"I am sorry you have not had the chance to meet her." Nebula said after a moment, "She has your hair."

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-25 06:25 pm UTC (link)
Good. It was good Nebula considered Morgan family. He felt better knowing that. He didn't know what the future held other than him not being in it, not really. But he knew now that if anything were to happen, Morgan would have a substantial amount of people watching her back.

He hoped she grew up to be something spectacular. He hoped, Nebula might take her to see things in the galaxy that were worth seeing, so that she might not be terrified of the stars like Tony tended to be some days.

And Nebula cared. A lot. About even people she'd just or barely even met. Remus Lupin was the best example he'd seen yet. Tony figured Morgan's odds were more than good. He nodded, reassured.

"I don't mind," he said, although he did and he probably always would in some respect. "And I've seen pictures and videos. You're not wrong, she's got my look. But thanks. Really." And then he cleared his throat and the timer went off on his work and he clapped his hands together slightly. "Alright. Let's patch this spot up properly so you can be on your way."

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[info]abluemeanie
2019-07-25 09:10 pm UTC (link)
She was glad to hear that Tony had at least seen his daughter before. It was good - she did not like that this version of him would never have the chance to know here as she had. "I also have video of her." She added - lifting the hand on her good arm to her temple. "If you would ever like to see, I can show you." She told him, memories were files after all and he had helped her keep those - just like he was helping her now with her shoulder.

But the painting had been finished and the final touches were ready for her shoulder and she nodded. True emotion, things that were difficult to put into words, were hard for her and for Stark it seemed and she would not press him to continue speaking about his daughter when that was something so far outside of their current reality.

"Thank you," She nodded, ready to have the work finished so that they could both get back to their lives.

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[info]allaboutego
2019-07-26 02:28 am UTC (link)
"Yeah?" Tony looked up, curious and clearly interested. Sometimes he wondered if he was too eager about it, if he should let go of what might have been and be more focused on what was.

Not that he wasn't focused on the now, he was. He loved the family he made her maybe more than he was willing to admit. Maybe it was alright to keep both. "I'd like that. Some other time though. This week's been hard enough." At least that was something he could admit.

"Anyway," he said, pulling his goggles down and leaning in. "Be real still for a second."

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